Circle K

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Circle K, a neighborhood convenience store, an old man browsing the snacks one night found something odd in a plastic bag on the counter—an envelope filled with dollar bills, left anonymously. Curious, he opened it and counted twenty crisp dollars inside. Over the next few days, more envelopes appeared—each containing exactly twenty bucks. No note, no signature. The mystery donor turned out to be just a friendly neighborhood prankster who loved seeing people smile. Eventually, everyone started calling him ‘The Secret Twenty-Dollar Man.’

2. At Circle K, late one night, a delivery driver noticed something strange on the gas pump screen: ‘Your tank is full of good luck!’ He filled up and drove off with a smile, only to discover next morning that his car had indeed run perfectly ever since. A few days later, an old neighbor stopped by to say thanks for noticing his empty gas tank. Turned out he’d been borrowing the truck without permission! Since then, everyone in town checks their gas gauge before visiting Circle K.

3. At Circle K, a gas station in the heart of town, a delivery driver noticed a peculiar sound late one night. As he filled up the tank, a soft humming came from inside the store—like someone singing along to an invisible radio. Curious, the driver peeked inside and saw only empty shelves and dark aisles. Then, out of nowhere, an old man appeared, dusting the shelves with a smile on his face. ‘Just helping keep things tidy,’ he said, winking. The driver laughed it off, but every now and then, when no one was around, he could still hear that same gentle hum.

4. At Circle K, a small-town gas station, a little boy pointed excitedly at the ceiling. His mom looked up and saw nothing unusual—until she realized everyone else had stopped pumping gas to stare at the same spot. Finally, an old delivery driver leaned over and whispered, ‘It’s just the sign for “No Smoking” they forgot to turn off.’ Everyone burst out laughing, except for the little boy who was too busy admiring his reflection in the pump glass.